The Contemplations, Rants & Reminiscences of DavidB327

Something Sensational To Read On The Train

I have of en expressed my concerns about the reactions of bigots to those of us that dare to deviate in some way or other from what is considered to be the ‘norm’ in society. I have always endeavoured to treat people in the way that I would want to be treated myself – that is with dignity and respect This extends to having an understanding and respect for diversity. Sadly not everyone appreciates diversity, and perceive it to be inherently wrong. In many cases the bigots that decry diversity use facile arguments to hide their own prejudices.

Freedom of expression in terms of personal appearance is (of course) something that I support. That is not to say that I am arguing against dress codes per se, but that dress codes shold bge flexible enough to accommodate diversity.

For example I hate wearing ties. To me they look ridiculous,. When an occasion demands that I look ‘smart’ I am prepared to wear a suit. I have circumvented the tie issue by wearing shirts that are designed to be worn without ties (courtesy of Kenzo). That was good enough for one of the best restaurants in Paris, which has a strict dress code.

I don’t see anything wrong in Ceara Sturgis (aka Tuxedo Girl) wearing a tuxedo. The high school dress code should have been flexible enough to accommodate her request. The fact that it was not is discrimination. The key word to consider is equality.

Hilary Clinton does not have a problem with tuxedos, though for some reason her comments were derided. I would not have argued the case in the same way as Hilary, but I would cite one of my icons as a shining example.

My freedom of expression in personal appearance has been in a different direction. I do miss that dress – I thought it was rather slinky, though the ‘hobble’ aspect was annoying at times. It’s weird actually, and took a bit of getting used to.

Having a shaved head is central to my self expression, and I’ve never regretted making that choice. It was incredibly daunting the first time, but nevertheless a liberating experience. This may be at odds with anyone that would regard it as humiliating rather than liberatig, but that is what diversity is all about.

It’s a shame that many people want to be ‘bald by choice’, but are fearful of taking the plunge. The cautionary tale here is I think not uncommon. Italian Vogue have recommended a rather coy approach. In effect be ‘different’ but not too different.

My advice would be to do whatever feels right for you, but taking into account potential negative reactrion. By all means be willing to ‘dare to be different’, but be prepared to be challenged as well as complimented. Being different means that you become conspicuous, but being daring is rewarding.